Ripailles

... roughly translates as bunfight. We munched our way through most of Guillaume's tapas menu on Wednesday, and tonight he joined forces with Aurélien the restaurateur in Montlaur and Aurélien the Kina Karo guy, for a tapas extravaganza in the street in Montlaur. They  served over a hundred people with great efficiency, even if our pain perdu was completely égaré -- it arrived eventually and it was delicious. We were even served by the same waiter as on Tuesday!

The band was not that great though, and S was cold (quite a novelty,  it was "only" 21C!) so we were home relatively early.